At midnight, I felt dizzy. It was dark. The dim light from the street lamps illuminated a small part of Vladimir's room.
I got up from the awkward sofa, looked around. Nothing seemed to make sense to me.
- Where are you going, was it? Vlady asked in a sleepy voice.
"I found myself lying down. I'm going to shudder.
- Are you going out? It's raining.
- I love it raining.
- Why?
- The sky is crying.
- Heaven has no feelings, Ode.
"Did you ask him to know?"
- You're drunk. Lie down.
I chuckled, Vladimir's eyes glinting on mine in the dark.
- What kind of wife are you?
"You said it," drunk. I replied.
I went out into the hall, got some sneakers in the dark, slammed them on my bare feet. Turning the front door key, I felt Vladimir behind me.
The two of us went down to the first floor by the elevator, briefly saw our faces, then sank back into the darkness, exiting the coffee and cigarette-smelling block.
We walked slightly down the alley, heavy rain wetting our hair.
"Why did we drink again, Odetta?" Why are we once again mistaken that alcohol will wash away our sins, that it will solve our problems? We are still confused, even more so. Only in the morning our heads will ache.
- We drank because we had a reason.
- Is there?
- I fell in love, Vlady. Did you forget?
- You were born in love.
- I `m not joking! I fell in love..
"Your mother will kill you because Maya is not the perfect man she talks about so dreamily .. sometimes I think she wants to get me with you, you know?"
- Mom will love Maya. - I wondered.
"Maya is far from a man, honey."
- Fortunately, yes. Enough, Vladimir! Can't you give me some courage? Otherwise, I'm confused ..
- Sleep on me, don't pay attention.
"Do you think Maya likes me?"
"I think Maya likes torturing wonderful people like you."
"You think I'm beautiful?"
- Of course. You are so positive .. I love all this energy you radiate. Exceptional wife, Odetta .. I don't want you to suffer for someone like Maya.
"What's wrong with Maya?"
- Her character is wrong. Have you ever noticed how rarely you are in the mood?
"She may have problems, Vlady. But she also needs love."
I stopped and turned to Vladimir. The rain was increasing, thunder was heard.
"I think I'm going to faint ..." he mumbled.
- Come on, let's go back. I suggested. "We're at work tomorrow."
He backed up on me, slowly walking back to the block.